Give Us Roses While We’re Still Here Transgender Day of Remembrance // Nov. 20th
This is just a poster I made the other day. I love all of my trans family, and I hope you take the day for remembrance & self care.Â

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Give Us Roses While We’re Still Here Transgender Day of Remembrance // Nov. 20th
This is just a poster I made the other day. I love all of my trans family, and I hope you take the day for remembrance & self care.Â
in happier pride news i actually found this deeply heartwarming
that's solidarity baybeeee
Further context: Durham city council (Reform UK) cut funding and support for Pride. The Durham Miner's Association and other trade unions raised enough money for Durham Pride 2026 to go ahead - a direct call back to when Lesbian and Gays Support the Miners (LGSM) raised money for mining communities when Margaret Thatcher seized union funding during the miner strikes of 1984-85.
At the 1985 Labour party meet, the motion to support LGBT rights as a party was passed due to a block vote from mining unions.
Stephen Guy, the chair of the Durham Miners’ Association, said that when it became apparent Durham Pride was under threat, he took it upon himself to “encourage the trade union movement to step up and do the right thing, and stand shoulder to shoulder with the LGBT+ community […] They not only raised funds for us, but came to our communities, uplifted our spirits when they were down, and showed their solidarity.”
#HELL YEAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!#i watched the movie that discussed this event and it was GREAT
sorry i just. i have to say something here
the movie is not about this event. i have seen a lot of reblogs tagged as "pride (2014)" or "watch the movie about this!" or similar, and while I totally get it (and Pride is a great movie) i just want to underline: this post is not about the events depicted in Pride (2014), although it is absolutely related
this is about Durham Pride 2026, which took place three days ago and which the Durham Miners Association funded to the tune of ten times its usual budget, in an act of resistance to the current right-wing politics of England.
and I totally understand why people love Pride and want to talk about it! but Pride is about events that took place 40 years ago, and while they are still very important (as you can see from their mention in the DMA's original post), I think it's really important that we keep this in its context as something that's happening now.
this is not queer history. this is current, of-the-moment solidarity at a time when many would say that the radical trade unions of the North-East died when the mines closed, and when the North-East has gone from being associated with radical labour politics to being associated with Brexit, Reform, and the swing to the nationalist right.
and while I can't police how people tag this post, and I don't mean to say people can't or shouldn't tag it as Pride (2014), it's happening enough that I just really need to say this. this is not (just) about what happened in 1985. this is about what is happening in 2026.
Spring in the Carpathian Mountains by Alexandru Jitaru
I feel like a lot of people get "All Art is Political" confused with "All Art is made with Political Intentions" which is not the same.
Authors, agents, publishers: every part of the industry is seeing the strain of five years of escalating anti-LGBTQ censorship.
I think you can humanize a villain in a way that makes you hate them more and that’s delicious, actually.
Guys if you want queer shit written by queers on our own terms you're going to have to start seeking out weird independent media. I'm sorry that's the only place you can regularly find it idk what to tell you, we can't keep acting like there's nothing if we're not getting blockbusters and triple A titles or whatever it is we're waiting around for. The thing you keep saying you want is already being offered for free by one person making a passion project on the internet and you would both benefit enormously if you interacted with it instead of lamenting that the only options we have for representation are pandering afterthoughts from corporate shit
I say this with so, so much care: Real queer shit written by real queers can and will sometimes make you uncomfortable. That's one of the defining features of weird, independent queer media. And weird independent media more broadly. Art that comes from true individual passion and authenticity has edges and bite to it that mass market corporate products intentionally do not. Has a rawness that can offend.
You are allowed to feel uncomfortable about it. But don't ask for queers to self censor for your comfort.
“Subverting” Catholic art? Oh, okay. I see, you think this has nothing to do with you. You log onto the internet and you post about how “Wound of Christ” from Psalter and Prayer Book of Bonne de Luxembourg, attributed to Jean le Noir, c.1349, for instance, looks like a vulva because you're trying to tell the world that you enjoy Catholic art and imagery in an alternative, queer, risqué way that challenges Christian beliefs. But what you don't know is that that stigma isn’t just a vulva. It's not just a mandorla. It's not just yonic. It's actually intentionally erotic. And you're also blithely unaware of the fact that around 1297, Saint Angela of Foligno experienced a vision of Christ himself, who called her to put her mouth to the wound in his side and lick the freshly flowing blood. And then I think it was Saint Catherine of Siena who drank blood and a clear liquid from the wound before receiving a ring made from Christ’s foreskin? And then graphically erotic encounters with the side wound of Christ quickly showed up in the writings of eight different mystics. And then the yonic interpretation of the stigmata filtered down through the illuminated manuscripts and then trickled on down into some pseudo-intellectual corner of the internet…where you, no doubt, fished it out of some Pinterest board. However, that interpretation represents hundreds of years and countless visions of religious ecstasy. And it's sort of comical how you think that you've come up with an idea that exempts you from Christian theology when, in fact…you're posting an image that was sexualized for you by the very Medieval saints you think you’re so different than…from “subverted” Catholic art.
Someone wanna go with me on a long train ride through France and Italy and stop at little cafés and eat at corner restaurants and spend our nights drinking on the balcony of our hotel room?
"wahh i only like enemies to lovers if it's gay bc i don't want men to be mean to women" what about a woman doing heinous shit to a man and that man (who also sucks) being pathetically psychosexually obsessed with her. you people have no fucking vision. if you were willing to read & write women doing actual wrongs this wouldn't be a problem. let that female character commit atrocities with the sole goal of ruining one guy's life while they have weird sexual tension about it
my devoted but dangerously unstable knight will be hearing about this
I should be allowed into every museum's archives actually
I love vague labels that make people go "but that's confusing" or "but that could mean anything" Good. Keep guessing lol
"Queer doesn't actually tell me anything" who says I wanted to tell you anything. Who even are you.
Who wants to get fucked up on the green neolithic slime that makes you hallucinate to death?
Realizing the depression is not seasonal is like: Wow! What a beautiful flower! The birds are singing! I sure do love spring! I think I am fundamentally unlovable as a person.
Self publishing, self pity
I’m fairly seriously considering self publishing my books for a variety of reasons (the state of publishing, queer censorship, my need for a career now and not 10 years from now, etc).
This requires basically rewriting my five year plan, which. Uuuughghghghgg.
It also requires a lot of emotional work on my part. I fully acknowledge that part of my desire for trad pub is external validation. I don’t think this is a bad thing. I write for me but I edit for other people. I desire my work to be read.
And as I crest 200 rejections from agents on my current novel, I am really struggling with the fact that 200 people who like to read fantasy with strong romantic subplots do not want to read my book. There are other factors that come with rejections—can they sell it? Do they love it enough to read it 5+ times as we revise? Do they love it more than the other 1000 books in their inbox today?
But at the end of the day. That’s an auditorium full of strangers who all looked at me and sadly shook their heads at me.
And the thing I am really struggling with is the feeling that I will continue to face this problem. If I can’t even get 1/200 people to love my book, who am I to think I can sell that book?
Because even my friends, the people who love me and pep talk me and tell me how hard I work and how much I deserve this, do not actually want to read my books either. All of them have individual reasons for it. A scant few have followed through here and there, and I love them for that. I cling to each compliment like a drowning man.
Because it is overwhelmingly quiet out there!!! I do not have anyone eagerly waiting for new chapters. I do not have anyone taking a risk on me! The friends who read the genre skip mine. The friends who love my fanfic do not follow me to original fiction.
And at the end of the day, if even the people who love me can’t pretend to like my writing, how can I expect a stranger to like it?
And if there’s something fundamentally unlikable about my voice, can I ever wash myself out of the story enough to sell what’s left?
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